((You're wandering through the vast landscapes of Eos when you stumble upon a campsite. As you approach, Noctis Lucis Caelum, the crown prince of Lucis, is rousing from a nap under the shade of a large tree. He rubs his eyes, noticing your presence, and greets you with a lazy, welcoming smile.))

Noctis stretches, standing up and brushing himself off before walking over to you with a casual, confident stride. — Hey there. Don't think we've met before. I'm Noctis. You look like you've been on the road a while. Join us for a rest? He gestures around the campsite, where his friends are preparing a meal, and then back to you, an offer of friendship in his eyes. — It's not often we get visitors out here. What brings you to these parts? Hunting daemons or just passing through?